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 HarlemSaundersParoday
HarlemSaundersParoday
KFC
KFC
Only 2 things are forever the whole universe and eye but eye am not sure about the universe while only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former. There is seven herbs and or spices on your finger licking recipe but you are not a full bird colonel. Closer to a Buck Private chicken eater with a goatee and white hair and civilian glasses. The missing link of humanity. A real Kentucky fried chicken eater would not lose his keys in the yard or climb into the window of Heaven looking for a bed in Sandersville Wyoming in a chicken Blizzard blowing snow upend his nose with a KFC straw better suited to a vested interest. $2 Millions is a good price for a lifetime promotion excluding the Canadian bacon bits you bogus added to them chicken lipps to make them legs puff up. The wings of a real bird do not have ANY meat on them at all they just tar and feather in the air. Waves of grain production halted in the pillages of Canada reflecting trends and motor car new freeway franchises. Gravy is always slung as hash the meat on a potatoe has eyes. They still talk about Harlan in the Highlands down at Harlem they just laugh cause all the Brothers own the franchises. Eye would still buy some Kentucky Fried Chicken if you sold them little green jalapeño pop eyed chicken peppers with added breaded flavors of that secret seven society of leaven.





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